Naruto laid on his hospital bed. He was ninety-four years old. He had gray hair that wasn't as spiky as it used to be. He was dieing. He had had a heart-attack. He took a deep breath and looked at his heart-beat monitor. Beep...Beep...Beep...Was all it said. Naruto looked up at the ceiling, noticing its whiteness. He had outlived all of his friends except for Lee, who was in a Nursing Home. Naruto smiled as he thought of his teenage years and the love of his life, Kiba Inuzuka. They had had so many fun times together. Laughing, joking around, playing pranks, hanging out, touching, kissing...making love. Naruto began to cry as he remembered how he hadn't had an intimate relationship with anyone. They weren't like Kiba. Only he could make Naruto feel as happy as he did before. Naruto was fully bawling in his bed. The pillow began to get wet. Naruto felt like he was going to fall asleep. He took into the feeling as he turned to lay on his back. He closed his eyes and let the feeling overtake him...
"Hey Naru."
THE. END.